Oh my. Tell us how you really feel, dear.
I forgot Elkins the old guy! It's such a common trope, though. Aren't a lot of cops in cop shows/movies turning to the thin blue line because someone was murdered, or doctors go to med school because a relative was ill? Seems likely.
I'd love to know what Ritchie's story was (from Sin City, the Jersey boy), just for a laugh.
Tell us how you really feel, dear.
There was totally not enough "fixit" fic for that part of the episode. Everyone went Samulet crazy, and ignored good cold-hearted vengeance.
That scene was so rough. It was really real, and really raw -- simply being shot cold like that, not dragged into a hell pit or devoured by invisible hell hounds.
And Dean had to watch Sam die, which was extra horrific. (Although I would have felt the same way if it had been Sam watching Dean. Either of them watching the other gunned down is WRONG.)
Just the sneak peek of that scene made me cry. Boys, boys, boys, boys, boys.
JA's voice and the expression on his face did me in. He is so, so good.
Ayup.
And now that I think of it?
Dean? Fridged.
Sam? Fridged.
Just? Above the fold and resurrected.
For each other, you mean?
And what do you mean, above the fold? (I know what "above the fold" means in newspaperspeak, but I'm not getting how you're using it.)
Yeah, for each other. I mean, they were killed to torment each other and drive angst and (questionable) decisions. And, of course, to upset us.
By above the fold I just meant they were never going to stay dead. But they were killed to angst up each other.
Most excellent post-Dark Side of the Moon fic "Dig Two Graves" [link]